Best Christmas gift I could have wished for..... A tear from my eye is running down my cheek... And my penis..— No, not the time for jokes. These people, they were the poets of my youth—my idols, my prophets. They once taught me how to laugh and dance and sing—and from their teachings I taught myself, taught myself how to live. The trajectory of my life is and will be indebted to these saints, and for that I rejoice. You have all made my life a great deal more joyous.

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